A Hit of Lavender (Patreon)

Hunter had a lot of expectations growing up, about what he’d do, who he’d be, how his life would end up. After all, it's one of the only things his late uncle told him to expect. “The Titan has big plans for you.” Turns out those plans were nothing but vapid smoke and sinister lies; the delusions of a madman hell bent on petty revenge.

His entire life collapsed when he accidentally sent himself and Luz into the emperor's mind. After that, after what he learned and saw, he had no idea what to expect for his life. No idea what would come next.

“Unnghh… hmmmm~”

So how exactly did he end up here? How did he end up in this situation? How did he wind up having a pale girl grinding in his lap, how did his cock wind up buried deep inside her sopping wet pussy? His fingers grip at faded lavender hair, and he sighs into the side of her face while bucking up just a little.

“Fuck Ams~” he groans, leaning back against the extremely uncomfortable bench of the small and dim photo booth, the dark green curtains were hastily drawn closed just before Amity mounted him. His nerves are shot and he’s equal parts thrilled and terrified. A curtain, that’s all there is between them and the mall’s main atrium. Just a curtain between them and the world. Not that many people still go to Gravesfield mall, nowadays it’s mostly a haunt for teens who don't have credit cards yet.

“You, Luz, Vee…” Amity gasps, still resting her lips against the crook of his neck while she talks. The breakneck pace of her bouncing is heavenly, and her pussy is almost painfully tight. “Why is cock so good?” she asks before nibbling his skin. “I love having everyone in.”

Ah, right. Everyone. The gang. Thankfully they’re all fairly open in their respective relationships these days. What with Vee and Masha sort of seeing Gus on the side, to Luz boning literally anyone who’ll say yes. They’ve all seen each other naked, and they’ve all done at least something with each other. It's kind of hard not too, being six to seven mostly unsupervised teenagers who spend most days together, alone in the clubhouse. Hormones running wild are bound to lead to some truly wild shenanigans. Hunter groans, and his hand wanders from her long and pretty hair to grab her ass.

“This is already fatter than when we first met, you know.” He muses while kissing the tip of her ear.

“You've been staring at it that long?” Amity says smarmily, but her voice trembles along with her slender frame, giving her actual feelings towards him away.

“Since I first saw it at Eclipse lake.” He admits, “I'm only human… witch, eh you know what I mean.” Amity hums in agreement, and inhales to talk, whatever Amity’s sure to be witty comeback was going to be, it's interrupted by the most adorable little squeak.

“Hunter! I… uhh… nnnghhh..” She mewls, the slapping of their skin fills the booth.

“Whenever you're ready, Ams.” He coos. His smugness melts away as she slowly starts to shake herself apart. “Let go, it's okay.” Amity's voice rises, and she humps his lap with renewed vigor. She barely holds back a loud cry, and his eyes dart to the entrance.

“Shhhh Ams.” He whispers, “Someone's gonna hear you.” Amity responds by biting down hard on his neck. He winces, but smiles as the needy witch grumbles and moans against his skin. The gang’s probably nearby, Gus had to pick up some hygiene supplies, since he's a good deal smaller than the other AFAB folks in their friend group. They both pant out, gasping desperately for air that can’t get into their lungs fast enough. He sucks at her neck, and she mewls so sweetly. His heart aches for her, Amity’s going through an extremely tough struggle. She whimpers, and he holds her nice and close.

Amity hasn't figured out how to tell anyone just yet. About her now confused sexuality. She was sure for the longest time and she was a lesbian. Now she doesn't know. It's fine, they'll all understand. Hunter gasps harshly as a powerful shiver wracks his body.

“Ams, I'm close.” He warns. Amity pulls away from his neck, the golden eyes stare into his. She doesn't say stop, she doesn't tell him to pull out. Instead she grips his hair and yanks him in and grinds, while not letting him stray even an inch from her insides. Their tongues crash together, and Hunter can't help but grip her hips tight.

He's right on the screaming edge, he's just about to empty his balls into one of the best people he knows. Just then he notices movement from the corner of his eye. A hand darts in through the curtains, and slaps the big red button. Hunter gasps, and tries to fall away to warn Amity. She doesn't budge, and growls at his attempt. That feral noise was apparently exactly the thing he needed, because he whines loudly into her throat as he starts to spill into cunt.

CLICK!

CLICK!

CLICK!

The camera flashes once, twice, then a third time before Amity notices. She pulls away, and starts to scramble off his lap, a spell half casted with one hand. But before she can eliminate the apparent witness, Willow pokes her head in with the biggest, shittest eating grin he's ever seen.

“Told you babyslut got needy Luz.” Willow says smugly. Amity yelps, and successfully pulls herself off. Cum dribbles down her thigh, she looks around desperately for her pants.

“What? Where?! I can explain.” She babbles, her eyes start to water. Then Luz pokes her head in next to Willow's, obviously pressed into the witch’s back.

“Woah-ho-hoah! Guess I owe you five bucks Will.” The human says, her eyes flashing hungrily as she takes in the sight.

“Big whoop, y'all are horny.” Gus grumps from outside. “I need chocolate stat before I rip someone's head off.” Hunter's head spins pleasantly, and he can't find it in himself to worry. No one seems to be reacting negatively, in fact, it seems like they sort of guessed this.

“Luz! I'm sorry, I-” Amity stutters, but Luz steps fully into the booth and kisses her square on the mouth.

“Ams, you've fucked him before. Why would I care now?”

“Because, that's different. I'm not responsible for what little Amity wants.” Amity says back, jutting her arms out in that adorable way.

“I mean it Hermosa, people change. Nothing wrong with that at all.” Luz says, “I'm not upset. This is hot as hell, and whatever's going on with you… we're here to help okay?” Hunter smiles at Willow, who just smiles and winks back. Amity opens her mouth, then closes it.

“Not to ruin this sweet moment, but uhh, chocolate?” Gus says, “A guy’s gotta get through his period cramps somehow!”

“Come on Gus, I'll take ya to Purdy’s.” He hears Vee say, “Meet you guys at Gauntlet?”

“Sounds good.” Willow chirps. Hunter moves to stand, thinking it's time to wrap this all up. But he doesn't expect a pale hand to push him back down. Amity's face is beet red, and her ears are wiggling.

“I uh… Is it, ummm, okay if we talk later?” She asks, looking up at the ceiling of the booth. Luz's smile morphs into a devious grin.

“Oh? Does babyslut need more of Daddy before I destroy her at Magic?” Luz teases, “I've been meaning to bust out the Ally deck.”

“No! I mean, yes… but I'm gonna beat you today.” Amity mumbles. Her eyes flit over to Hunter, and his heart swells. He spreads his legs a little, and pats his lap.

“C’mere baby. Daddy’ll take care of you.” he says, loving both how Luz's eyes sparkle and how Amity's legs shake. Without a word she climbs into his lap, and starts stroking his cock.

“Have fun babes, I'm gonna run and grab us a table.” Luz says, “You coming Willow?” Hunter looks at his girlfriend, and they both grin wide while Amity lowers herself back onto his now hard cock.

“Nah, I’ll…” Willow pauses, then presses a finger to her bottom lip, “... keep watch.” Hunter’s cock flexes, and Amity moans needily. He grins at Willow as she slips out of the booth, then he turns his attention to the group’s needy lil babyslut. She needs him, and he’s more than happy to take another hit.